Monday, December 10, 2018
Twin Peaks
Twin peaks
sunrise.
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2017
Snowy day
with a bump.
2016
The mountain peak
caresses a single,
purple cloud
2015
A crumpled napkin takes the form
of a standing ghost,
waiting for who knows what.
2014
This morning, the clouds were amazing.
I caught what looks like a fish-head,
jumping over the mountain.
Sunday, December 9, 2018
Lonely Tree
A misty morning
leaves a lonely tree
to stand out.
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2017
Morning sun lights
the tree's trinket.
2016
Golden peach light
lives beyond
the mountain top.
2015
Does the Constitution insure the right to a gun?
In a word, no.
to explore this truth.
2014A single rose stands
along a wooden fence.
Saturday, December 8, 2018
Spring for Winter
Spring flowers
for winter.
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2017
Colorful trees
roam around the
shallow marsh.
2016
Christmas is celebrated on the 25
for celestial reasons.
It was the first day
the sun was seen,
moving in the new
direction.
Sun and Moon
move the Heavens.
2015
The last colors
of the last flowers
of the season.
2014
for winter.
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2017
Colorful trees
roam around the
shallow marsh.
2016
Christmas is celebrated on the 25
for celestial reasons.
It was the first day
the sun was seen,
moving in the new
direction.
Sun and Moon
move the Heavens.
2015
The last colors
of the last flowers
of the season.
2014
There are no more beautiful hues than blue and orange.
Friday, December 7, 2018
Hidden Distance
The hidden peak
stretches into
the distance.
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2017
The bee flies by.
2016
Like Aladdin's Lamp,
the sky puffs
magical, morning light.
2015
Just the right amount of light, dark and shape
to launch the eye into
the infinite sky.
Racial ID
2014
I caught this family of ducks
crossing a lush canal.
Thursday, December 6, 2018
Sun-Tipped
Sun-tipped
mountain tops.
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2017
Fuzzy focus
of purple light
balances the
sunflower's color.
2016
The purple flower
pokes at the
camera's focus.
2015
Seasons change,
one overwhelming
the other.
2014
Wealth is controlling space
for the sole purpose of providing
personal, peaceful, privacy.
Poverty is crowed
and loud.
for the sole purpose of providing
personal, peaceful, privacy.
Poverty is crowed
and loud.
Wednesday, December 5, 2018
Rolling Form
Clouds roll
towards the horizon.
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2017
Morning light
gives a golden hue
the to plushy clouds.
2016
The crescent moon
caps the peak
of the mountain top.
2015
The beautiful promise
of each morning.
2014
Dreary Day
There is a solemn beauty in winter.
When the energy of life is limited by the weather,
we have the opportunity to
reflect and consider
our inner world.
Tuesday, December 4, 2018
Fence Line
Sunlit
fence line.
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2017
Like a white crown,
rising above the mess,
the flower stands.
2016
Lines of orange
fan across
the morning sky.
2015
Envy is so very
human.
2014
A beautiful sunrise
sets the day
off on the right foot.
Monday, December 3, 2018
So Good Together
Yellow and green
are so good together.
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2017
Cold mornings
leave clouds
soft and spongy.
2016
Focused lines
of the
goalie's net
fills the mind.
2015
Nature's fractal design
defines the harmony
of shape.
2014
I walked passed this and thought:
What a strange thing...
Sunday, December 2, 2018
Cloud Ribbon
Cloud ribbon
runs across
the mountain.
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2017
Golden clouds
warm the
morning sky.
2016
Magical clouds
cling to
mountain peaks.
2015
The lines of light and form
connect in layers and seams,
creating a harmony
of depth and shadow.
2014
Tar Creature
This bit of road tar
looks like something
washed up from the deep.
Saturday, December 1, 2018
Winter Sunrise
Golden sky.
Snow covered
mountain range.
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2017
Frozen roses
still grow
late into the season.
2016
I simply love taking pictures
where clouds become fire.
2015
Layers of clouds
created stark
difference in color.
2014
My Mother's Present
Comparing these images illustrates how light interacts with this work. To truly know it is to be in its presence. It moves. It shimmers. My unique style of pencil, acrylic, and gel-texture was born of a long history. This is my first public display of the technique. It is a gift for my mother's birthday. I call it, 'A life well lived.' The symbols representing the light, form words, ideas, and memories from our lives together. It is as much an emotional tribute to her presence in my life as well as a journal of that territory. As with my father, my mother is the light of my life.
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